sinovels Chapter 823 What This Man Owns
Chapter 823 What This Man Owns
Chapter 823 What This Man Owns
The door of the bungalow.
"A retro means of transportation..." Lin Zida looked at the short and strong thing and was speechless for a moment.
For some reason, a picture suddenly emerged in his mind. When the steam train whistle sounded, black smoke rose from the chimney, carrying passengers into a new era, and a noble driving a luxurious carriage on the side, chasing the train with laughter.
When he was a child, Lin Zida felt that the nobles were pathetic, short-sighted, and unaware of the horror of technological progress.
However, when he grew up, he thought about it carefully and realized that the other party was a noble! What a pity!
"Okay." Lin Zida stopped inviting.
He carried a large bag of equipment, walked slowly to the back of the G-Class, and put the equipment in the trunk.
Lin Zida was very tired and complained: "Why don't you come down and help me!"
Zhuang Jianhui still sat in the car, enjoying the warm breeze: "I need to save my energy for fishing. Why don't you let Boss Yang help you?"
Lin Zida: "Today on the ice, Boss Yang cooperated with others and received many menu orders. His phone was almost smoking.
As he spoke, he opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. He even said hello to Jiang Ning before leaving.
Xue Yuantong saw that they had already set off, and she hurriedly said, "Jiang Ning, hurry up, or our fish will be caught by others!"
Jiang Ning said calmly: "You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."
Chen Siyu pulled her sister over and asked, "Jiang Ning, this tent is so big, how do we transport it?"
Jiang Ning glanced at the tent that was folded into a thick stack. Indeed, the ice fishing tent that Lin Zida gave him was very large, enough for a family of people to eat in.
It would take some effort to pull such a large pile of things hundreds of meters away even if it was placed on a tire. What's more, Jiang Ning was planning to take Tongtong and the others to the river, so how could he walk there himself?
After thinking about it, Jiang Ning's consciousness spread like ripples, quickly penetrating the wall, and continued to spread until it stopped at Dongdong's warehouse.
Immediately, Jiang Ning smiled and said, "I have a way."
He walked out of the door, and Tongtong, who didn't know what was going on, hurried to follow him.
Jiang Ning also took Dongdong with him. He walked all the way to Dongdong's house and ordered Dongdong to open the door of the warehouse. With a burst of dust, a pile of old sundries were revealed.
"Dongdong, drag that thing out for me." Jiang Ning ordered.
Dongdong was angry but dared not say anything. He used all his strength to pull out a rectangular wooden board covered with dust, and then moved out a pair of wheels.
When Xue Yuantong saw these familiar objects, he blurted out, "A cart!"
A handcart, also known as a rack cart in Huizhou, is a means of transportation in rural areas.
The structure of the cart is very simple, a rectangular wooden board with baffles on both sides, a railing at the front and two wooden sticks extending from the back to make it easier for people to pull the cart.
Unlike the four wheels of a car, a bicycle has only two wheels connected by an axle in the middle and are separate parts.
The entire carriage is directly placed on the axle and can be driven.
The cart can not only be used as a farm tool to transport grain, but also can be used to transport luggage and people.
Many years ago, when many rural women were about to give birth, the men in the family would spread quilts on a cart and take their wives to the hospital to give birth.
When Xue Yuantong saw this, she immediately became interested and was extremely excited: "This is fun!"
Since the axle of the cart is in the middle, it can even be used as a seesaw, and she played with it a lot when she was a child.
Jiang Ning looked at the familiar handcart and was also quite happy. This was his dream car in childhood, and he also knew some hidden tricks to play with it.
He instructed Dongdong to pick up the rag and wipe the cart carefully. I have to say that Dongdong is very meticulous in his work. Don't forget that he can rub the slingshot and the wooden sword with his hands. He can be said to be rough but meticulous!
Restrained by Jiang Ning's domineering attitude, Dongdong wiped the car with a dark face to remove the dust on the surface. Although it was still a bit old, it was usable.
Dongdong pulled the cart back to the door of Jiang's house. As soon as he let go, the cart fell to the ground at one end due to gravity, and the body of the cart tilted.
When Chen Siyu saw this strange car, curiosity flashed in her eyes: "It's a bit like the rickshaw in the movie Camel Xiangzi, but this one is bigger and much shorter."
Bai Yuxia looked at her deskmate and found that her description was quite good. The structures of the two cars were indeed very different.
Especially when she saw the short and strong kid pulling the cart with a gloomy face, Bai Yuxia was a little amused: "Is Jiang Ning so bad?"
Xue Yuantong smiled and said, "This is a rural cart. It is a product of an era, but it has been replaced by tractors now."
After the cart was in place, Jiang Ning followed his spiritual sense and went to visit Uncle Tang's home, where he found another pair of old wheels from his storehouse.
When Xue Yuantong saw this, he was overjoyed: "I know how to play!"
Jiang Ning placed the two wheels connected by the axle on the handlebars of the cart and tied them up with a rope.
In this way, the originally tilted body of the vehicle immediately became level, like a four-wheeled vehicle like a car!
Xue Yuantong was busy for a while. She laid clean cardboard in the carriage and put all the miscellaneous luggage in the carriage. Considering that there were still many people to be transported, Xue Yuantong did not put everything in at once.
In comparison, Jiang Ning was much more elegant. He fixed a small square table to the center of the carriage, placed a tea stove on the table, and placed a ceramic pot under the stove.
After everything was ready, Jiang Ning gave Dongdong two hemp ropes and let him officially take on the role of an ox or horse.
He got on the cart with Tongtong, the twins, and Bai Yuxia.
Jiang Ning sat at the rear end of a two-wheeled cart, which was also the front of a four-wheeled vehicle. His feet were on the makeshift wheel axle. Although he had oxen and horses, he still needed to control the direction.
Fortunately, this skill is not difficult. He only needs to push the wheels slightly to complete the turn.
Jiang Ning swung the whip, making a shrill sonic boom: "Gee, gee!"
Dongdong tied the rope around his shoulders and, with all his might, finally started the cart.
"Wow, it's moving, look, sister!" Chen Siyu was so excited, she had never played like this before.
Bai Yuxia was a little nervous at first, fearing that the car would overturn and people would fall. Gradually, she found that the broken car was surprisingly stable, so she felt relieved.
Tongtong smelled the aromatic aroma of the milk tea and knew it was ready, so she picked up the ceramic pot and poured a small cup of milk tea for everyone.
Bai Yuxia was holding a small and exquisite porcelain cup. She blew on it, and it was a cold winter, but the temperature soon dropped to a suitable level.
She took a sip and tasted a fusion of pure milk and fresh tea flavor, with just the right amount of sweetness. The taste was extremely satisfying.
She sat on a trendy four-wheeled cart and moved slowly forward in the fields. At this moment, the sky was high and the clouds were light, the wheat was green, and in the distance, someone was standing on the high river dam.
Bai Yuxia felt as if her soul had been purified a little.
The four-wheeled cart kept moving forward, but as the saying goes, human power is limited. As the slope of the dam was too steep, Dongdong, with his young body, was pulling a cart with five people, and finally could not move forward against the weather.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull the cart onto the dam, and he even lost his strength, causing the cart to fall backwards, scaring Tongtong. Fortunately, Jiang Ning had amazing control.
Xue Yuantong whispered: "Useless thing!"
Jiang Ning was considering whether to add some buffs to Dongdong.
A few young men who were strolling on the dam couldn't help but burst into laughter after seeing this scene.
Heba has been very lively recently, with all kinds of people coming here. Jiang Ning's bike is very eye-catching, so it naturally attracts all kinds of discussions.
The little yellow-haired boy stretched out his hand and pointed at several people unscrupulously, saying the most popular online slang in 2015: "How dare you let a little kid pull a cart? I'm drunk too!"
When the little green-haired boy saw the pretty girl sitting in the car, he cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, she seems to be enjoying herself!"
There was also a tall and thin man who was wearing only a thin coat in the middle of winter and shivering with cold. He shouted to Jiang Ning: "Brother, you are so awesome, do your family know?"
There was a little red-haired guy who was even more arrogant. He chewed gum, looked at Jiang Ning, and shouted, "Hey, stupid dog!"
Bai Yuxia frowned slightly after hearing this, thinking that his quality was too poor.
The young man with a pot-cut haircut patted his electric bike and said, "Beauty, come and play!"
The tall and thin man laughed and said, "It's not that we brothers look down on you, why don't you come down and help push the cart!"
"Yeah, why don't you let the kids take the bus?"
They occupy the moral high ground and condemn as much as they want.
Jiang Ning turned around and said to Tongtong and the others, "Have you heard of the fable of "Grandfather and Grandson Riding a Donkey"?
Chen Siyu answered immediately: "I know, the story is about a grandfather and his grandson riding a donkey to the market, and being pointed at by passers-by. They had no choice but to do what the passers-by thought, and in the end they even carried the donkey on their backs!"
Jiang Ning drank a sip of milk tea and said, "So, if an irrelevant person insists on giving me advice, then..."
Jiang Ning shouted, "Dongdong, catch them and let them pull the cart. You will be promoted to supervisor."
Dongdong was surprised and delighted: "Really?"
Jiang Ning: “Yeah.”
Before, Dongdong had to endure humiliation due to Jiang Ning's strength. He was filled with endless anger, and at this moment, he urgently needed to vent it!
As for being afraid? It's funny. Don't forget that Dongdong dared to slap the butcher in the face just to eat ice cream!
Dongdong roared and ran towards the dam. Jiang Ning gave him a "divine power spell".
When a few young men in Heba saw it, they burst into laughter and ignored it.
Five minutes later, Dongdong escorted the beaten young men to the foot of the dam.
Dongdong is a bad guy. In order to control others, he also snatches their mobile phones and car keys so that they cannot escape.
Jiang Ning was amazed, this thing was born to be a villain!
He took out some hemp ropes and tied up the young men.
Dongdong was roaming the battlefield, shouting, "One, two, three, pull!"
The cart that was originally stuck was pulled smoothly onto the dam by five young men.
Jiang Ning swung the whip, making a sharp crackling sound, which frightened the young men and made them extremely terrified.
This is outrageous! That short and fat kid was so strong that he hit them so hard. None of the five of them could beat him! It was like seeing a ghost!
Jiang Ning sat firmly at the front of the car. He pointed at a few slaves and asked, "What are these called?"
Chen Siyu answered immediately: "If you don't commit suicide, you won't die."
Jiang Ning nodded: "Yes, Tongtong will give you tea!"
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The frozen surface of Huishui River.
It was afternoon, the sky was a light leaden gray, and although the sunlight tried hard to penetrate the clouds, it could only cast sparse light and shadows, and the world was filled with a chill.
The surface of the Huishui River, which was once rippling with ripples, has now turned into a huge, crystal clear mirror, reflecting the silhouettes of the occasional flying birds.
On the ice, many citizens who came from the city were setting up tents, skating, and playing with small ice sleds. Happy laughter could be heard from adults and children.
Lin Zida was wearing thick gloves and holding a high-powered electric drill, drilling into the ice, preparing to dig a hole for fishing.
Yang Qian took an ice colander and helped scoop the crushed ice aside. The temperature was so low that the air she exhaled turned into a white mist.
Zhuang Jianhui wrapped himself in a thick cotton-padded jacket and looked at the people fishing outdoors nearby. He shook his head and said, "They are really not afraid of the cold."
Lin Zida also discovered this. He said, "If you exercise on the ice, it's fine. You'll feel warm all over. But if you fish without moving, it's too cold!"
Zhuang Jianhui: "Once the hole is dug, we will quickly set up the tent."
He looked at Lin Zida working hard to drill the ice, and suddenly asked, "By the way, I remember your eldest brother likes ice fishing the most, right?"
Speaking of this, Lin Zida casually said: "Yes, he must go abroad for ice fishing every year. He went to Denmark for ice fishing two years ago and even caught a shark?"
Before Zhuang Jianhui could speak, Yang Qian exclaimed in surprise: "Shark?"
Lin Zida: "The hole they dug was too small, so they couldn't pull it up, so they dug a hole in the ice."
Yang Qian was really amazed. She had only seen sharks in aquariums, but she never thought people could actually fish for sharks... This was something she had never thought of...
Zhuang Jianhui was also somewhat envious: "It's really amazing!"
Before he broke his bone, he had dreamed of traveling around the world and trying all kinds of experiences. Unfortunately, ever since he broke his bone, he felt that his mentality had become more vicissitudes.
Lin Zida talked freely: "I asked my eldest brother to come to Yuzhou for ice fishing a few days ago, but he couldn't come because of something. He also told me a story. One of his friends is from Yuzhou. He makes the most popular mobile card game now, with a monthly turnover of over 30 million. His surname seems to be Shang, and he is less than years old."
Zhuang Jianhui said: "Mobile games..."
In recent years, this has indeed been an industry that creates wealth. The popularity of smartphones has skyrocketed, and users have a strong desire for games. Many junk mobile games have attracted a large number of people who spend real money on them, giving rise to a group of wealthy people.
Lin Zida sighed: "Do you know how much money they make from mobile games? They even waved their money to the island country to buy shares in the studios that make console game masterpieces."
Lin Zida was helpless: "Rather than working hard on making good games, it's better to study the tricks of cheating people and their hearts."
Yang Qian said: "Studying the human heart is the most profitable."
Zhuang Jianhui said calmly, "It's normal. Those who work with their minds rule others, and those who work with their hands are ruled by others."
Lin Zida: "It is like this. The rich do not directly participate in labor, but use money to control the poor and produce the items they need."
Zhuang Jianhui said with a smile: "So there is a point of view that, in essence, the reason why the rich are rich is not because they have money, but because they own the poor."
When a few people were chatting excitedly, a sharp "crackling" sound was heard from a distance, and a four-wheeled cart drove over.
The first thing that caught my eye was five miserable young men tied up with ropes. They were bent over, pulling the cart with great effort, and their faces looked as if they had lost their parents.
Jiang Ning sat at the front of the car, sipping tea with one hand and holding a whip with the other, pretending to swing it.
Dongdong trotted beside the carriage and shouted at the top of his voice: "The emperor is here, everyone get out of the way!"
After witnessing this scene, all the citizens around fell silent.
Lin Zida also couldn’t believe it. What the hell is this?
Yang Qian suddenly had an idea and asked, "Does he count as owning a poor person?"
Zhuang Jianhui's expression changed for a few seconds before he replied, "He is more primitive. He owns slaves."
(End of this chapter)